Minion Horde Raiding Party Leader
Have you seen my Minion Raiding Party?
My Minion Raiding Party kicked your butt
I love my Minion Raiding Party, but not all at once
My Minion Raiding party broke your nose
My Minion Raiding Party won't come back
My Minion Raiding Party stole all my clothes
Summer Bloodies 2014 - Most Promising Character
Summer Bloodies 2014 - Sexiest Man
Best RP July 2014
Best RP April 2015
Best RP June 2015
Celebrating Nine years of Bloodletting - October 2015
I roamed the realm on Christmas Day 2015
Blood Dagger commemorating the Bloodletting 12th Anniversary

She laughed taking back her hand tucking them behind her back and puffs her cheeks. "Ja! Ich werde dich wiedersehen. I must go play my music now. Enjoy your well earned pizza!" Turning on her heals she heads off to her cabin.

There was ways to say hello to old friends, and then there was ways to say hello. Valentin, one of the few from the other side, she didn't feel like throwing into the cauldron at first sight was one of those. Instead Bree zoomed by, testing the new twin engine broom an old friend had given her as a welcome back present. Passing him, she quickly felt up his back... pockets, but didn't come up with more than old lint way past its date.
You were successful in stealing $0.00 from Valentin Metzger.

Hmm. Looks like it's my turn to offer a congratulatory kiss*Dessa, even in heels, needs to lean up on ther tip toes to press her lips against the corner of his mouth*
*settles back with a smile* Congratulations, Valentin.

*nods with a smile, opening the second juice box*Everyone's been really nice so far! Except the mean people in the alleys and graveyards.*hums to herself as she plays with her doll's hair**looks to him as he shows her how to get the Little Girl back, grinning gently and nodding*Okay, I'll try that!

*looks up at his mention of knowing Aurora*She was really nice to me when I first woke up as an angel.*sips more of the juice box as she hugs her doll to her chest*The Little Girl hits really hard. But I hit harder. She only picks on me some of the time now.I can kick her big butt in one smack!

Well.... I try not to believe things too much unless I see them with my own eyes. Back then I think I was trying to stay busy with my own stuff. Sorta you know, staying off peoples radar.
*sighs*
Wonder if that is when people got to think of me as scary

Smiling softly i reach in my pocket and place a card with my name and forms of contact on it into his hand. "Ich hoffe du findest was du suchst. Til Next time." I spoke as i placed the cards in my pocket and walked away from him so that he could continue his journey. He seemed pleasant. i was definitely looking forward to the next encounter.

Pauses in her running away(look. she'll never change) and turns on her heel, a grin still pulling across her heart-shaped visage. "Val... make sure someone is on my six. I really do not expect danger, but, it seems to follow."

"When I get back we will have a chat about... Russia." Her feet were already peddling forward, her voice holding laughter, and her hand was in the air as a quick wave. Really, that's how she was gonna part. She really is an ass.

*hears a loud thump at his door*
*probably shrieks and drops his knitting needles*
What in the--
*checks out the window*OHMYGOD.
*throws open door and David Beckhams the sh-t out of the pumpkin*
GATTACAAAAAA!

Don't fret, Butcher. It's only a small trip. Nothing could go wrong. Like Addie didn't know he'd have her tailed, she was always followed, the woman was a walking disaster. It was expected and almost always warranted; it wasn't like she knew what she'd walk into in Cali. Not with Quinn's husband. But that wasn't the only fear, sure, she was doing things on purpose but it that didn't mean it wouldn't unsettle her. Everything will be fine, I'll be back soon. Then things will get interesting.

A dimpled grin, quite possibly impish in nature if you were to really look closely and the not so blonde blonde was extricating herself from her brother and trotting off to plot destruction... or a trip. Something.

Just a small trip. At least with Val she could be honest, tricking Tiber seemed very cold, but she was going to get to the bottom of things. California, to find Quinn under the guise of Ella's early birthday trip. Do not fret, fiú testvér, I will be protected.. Arm tucked into her one of her dearest, Addie wouldn't dare try and run after his comment(truth be told, she would need to speak to him soon anyway), but would answer in her flippant way, as always. Mert mindig valaki üldöz.

I do not know what you are talking about, Valentin. Okay, so she only dropped her contractions when she was hiding something. And so what if out almost everyone, Val knew her better than most. And well... so now she was going to have to runaway.

Sooooo much trouble.

Ella and I are going on a trip. I have to pack. So much to pack. -nods-

*All the words of kindness, the physical touch felt alien to her, invoking only the faintest of memories from another time. Unsure whether she should be happy or sad, Maeve grabbed hold to his words about Livia instead.*
Ack it definitely sounds like we need to get her out of the house, if for no more than just an hour.
*#notaboveplayingalittledirty*

*sniffles*
Awww shoot... Thankew. I didn't think anyone noticed, much less anyone from your side of the war.
*kicks dirt*
One of these days we should invite the Liv for a night on the town.
*shows a hint of fang*

It has been weird. This place, nor many of the inhabitants are quite like I remember them. It is a bit like I am not of this time and place, and yet I am here and know of a lot of creatures still running around. I am not sure if I should show the young ones what the old ones are made of, or if I should find somewhere remote and sleep for a few centuries.....
*pauses*
What have you been up to?

You said it. They are boys, and really not that interesting. Besides most of them think beards are in, and hair in your mouth is no fun.
*Blushing as she realizes what she just said...*
Erm.... Anyway.......

*Gives herself silent ^5 for making Valentin jump*
Bored out of the grave. Cancun is not what it used to be. I've seen graveyards with more life than that. I never get used to see friends and associates disappear. Not many of them are left anymore.

She had no intent to cause harm but circumstances change and who's to know what will happen. At least he knows up front. "I'm sorry. Just modeling isn't something I find to be an interest of mine. At all." But once she spoke of his modeling options, he exploded with laughter leaving her there to watch, laughing along finding his humor in her enjoyable. Had an idea. He didn't look like the type of man that hadn't ever left home, taking over the family business. He had travelled and been around. What he did, she was unsure but with a nickname as 'The Butcher', she was sure he wasn't going around killing pigs. They had just met and wasn't about to start asking anything like that. Would be okay to be friends in ignorance. Not that he knew anything really of her or what she did. "You underestimate the market." Gave a small shrug. "Perhaps? I mean, I'd purchase it. Might want to network the idea around and see where it goes. You'd be surprised.."

Has known him long enough to know two things: one; he isn't the dramatic type and two; he isn't as mean as he may look. Two things anyone would know if Mr. Butcher gave them enough time to find out. Who's one of the lucky ones? This girl. "Never worried. I'd never do anything to harm you." Was sincere. Wasn't a killer.. but don't push her. Nods. Peers over towards his phone, looking over the images she had snapped on his phone for him in jest. Thank God.. she'd say softly to herself as he deleted the photo. Not that it was bad but it wasn't meant to be kept. It was a joke and luckily he took it as such. Wouldn't want anyone to judge him harshly for an action she made on her own. Moved from him, no longer needing to persuade him. Chuckled softly. "That's me.. Always thinking of others." Then he said something that made her entire face scrunch up in disgust. "Eh.. no. I'm not as young as I look.. and you realize I'm like, short as h-ll? I couldn't pull it off but you.. you, Mr. Butcher, could model." Lips curled into a crooked grin, teasing. "They should really have something like, 'Butcher Monthly'".

*tilts his head in thought* No, I guess they don't.
*definitely tried though*
*eye roll* I mean, if it means them not being in our lives or them being in it and totally annoying. Yeah, probably wouldn't change that either.

Will forever be shocked he never smacked her hands away from him and might possibly hold that over his head later. Oh, it was locked but next time he should find a more unsolvable code. He should revisit his lock and reset it. In giving his phone back, he was worried what she put on it. Luckily for him she hadn't put anything too risque. Had only met him and wouldn't want to get him in any trouble with anyone.. though in all it most likely didn't look all that innocent. It was one of her face, that would be the keeper. The second was only of the top of her cleavage, someone that was just three to four inches taller than her saw that in passing. Just wanted to tease but then it seemed he was upset. A crinkle of worry set upon her brows as she stared. "No! I-I.. Hey!" Huffs. Though he thought he may have been moving quickly, she kept up to him -- right behind him. "I do, you crazy Butcher. Now stop all this clowning.. I see you didn't look at the pictures.." She teased from behind him. "Come on.." Catching up to him again with a bit of a skip to her step, placing a hand against his arm as her chin went to rest against the side of his shoulder. "You know you wanna look.." Smiles.

"You've thought of everything. Just flawless, really." Takes her phone back but that wasn't what she was looking for -- she wanted his phone. Go ahead, Jewel. Had been in his pockets before.. with her only success ever being very rugged lint. She went for it, wincing as her eyes shut in fear of what might come of invading his space. "Not much I suppose." Takes said phone. Score! Turns so that he wouldn't be able to see what she did. Camera on. Snap. Snap. Flash on. First one was a selfie. Second one.. was a selfie, of not her face. Changed the second one to her screensaver. Turns back with a smile, handing it back as if she did nothing at all. "I am. Heart broken. I mean.. I really wanted to make you my late night call."

Gasps, playfully resting a hand against her chest. "I'll remember that next time I get a feeling to put my hands on you. It's just -SO- hard to resist." Would dust off where she poked but is afraid she couldn't afford what he might charge for the cleaning. Eyes down over the phone before glancing back to him. "Really? Because that's exactly what I was thinking. Easy. You're really ruining my weekend plans with this denial you have going on." Winks. "So, how exactly are you going to 'spread the word' about me?" Thinks and looks over his pockets to deceiver where his phone rests.

Ah, that explains so much. They probably swap ideas on how to be the most annoying. -chuckles-
I can think of a few things, but none that wouldn't upset Livia more.-ponders- Maybe. We have crossed paths here and there. But I'm sure we are both very different people from when we were sixteen.

-raises an eyebrow at the mention of Jacob-
-has a few not so nice thoughts about him-
-places a hand on Valentin's shoulder-
Be my guest. She's a handful. And not in a good way.
One day, she'll tell you she loves you. The next, she doesn't have the slightest idea who you are.-he was totally over that now, of couse-

Mhmm-could probably hold his own against Valentin-
-probably not-
-throws his hands up in mock surrender- Might, possibly, be me. We used to be a thing. Sort of. Ages ago. It's complicated. -massive understatement-

Was absolutely thrilled that he found so much amusement at the cost of her. "No promises? Mhmm.." Hands rise to rest on her sides, looking him over attempting her best to figure out what is truth and what is just a ploy to tease her emotions. "Yes, you seem consistently busy. You know.. hair maintenance, dog care, stealing phones." Hmph'd. "Look at you, ruining all of my plans." Snickers a bit at the fact he offered his assistance if she would ever find a need for it. "As long as it isn't while you sleep?" Smiled, head cants. "Let's hope no one tries to kidnap or kill me while you catch Z's. Where would I be?" Goes to poke at him, physically 'bothering' him. "Thanks for the permission. Man, glad to know when I can dial you. Laying it all out there for me." Laughed.

Was glad he had found all of this so amusing. Watching him all the while, trying to figure out what he was doing as she zeroed in on him. He was calling someone and soon he would speak as he got a hold of the police. Before he even made mention to not taking her phone, she goes to run after him. "This is not amusing! What??" Her arms flailed about. "No, no, no, no..!!" She'd say in a yelling whisper. Not wanting the 'operator' to be able to hear her to later voice identify her, as if that was a thing. Meeting up with him as he had already started his way back to her. "You serious?!" Quickly took the phone from him and made sure to look through her call log. The panic had quickly slowed to a set expression of humor. "Soooo.... funny. Well, it's all giggles and glitter til someone gets prank called at two a.m." Sticks her tongue out at him.

"What the-.. What are you doing?" Blinks, watching him as she still hadn't grasped what was going on. Then slowly the pieces all came together the further he got, he wasn't turning around. Once he spoke over at her as he continued on, her jaw would simply drop. "Bast-rd." Sighed. He of course would say something once he was further away than she could possibly catch up! Wasn't about to fight the man. Though thoughts of lunging at him, tackling him down to rummage through all of his pockets til her phone was as good as hers again. It was just an idea. A ridiculous idea. "Oh yeah? Well.. I'm judging you!" She'd call out to him. Huffed; arms crossed. "I really like that phone, too.." Muttering to herself. Pouted. Was defeated once again! Shakes fist in the air. "Damn you, Butcher!"

Has kept a playful expression this entire conversation and was sure this smile wouldn't fall as the back and forth teasing continued. "Who's to say that I won't just knock you over the head and stuff you into the nearest cab? It's amazing how little it takes to pay off a cabbie." Narrows her gaze a bit as he asked for her phone, only believing him because his dogs weren't at his side or conveniently placed between them. Handed over her phone. "No, not yet. So, it's safe to assume you aren't judging me.. now." Raises a brow. "Well, that's just.. not all that horrible at all." Not that she condoned lying. Just wasn't out there to judge which color a lady choose to claim. "You're friend doesn't sound too horrible, ya know?"

He was quite a large man compared to her petite form. The heat from his body, that she lacked to notice before, was radiating in front of her. The ease he seemed to have had intimidated her but she'd hope to not let her slip show. "Well, seems they are more than likely willing to pay.." Wouldn't ever turn him in but she couldn't resist the tease. Grinned. "Never wrong? Okay. Let's just say that I -did- say sweet. You wouldn't judge me, would you?" Peered up, brows perked.

It was odd that she hadn't felt his large presence but he must just be light of foot. As she goes to fold up the poster to tuck away, she is startled by the sudden words spoken by him. Turned to face him, a playful smirk plastered across her lips. "Seems so. You're doomed. They are coming for you, man." Small shrug. "Sweet? No. I don't recall saying such.. I think you may have heard me wrong." Shook her head. "No, no. Definitely didn't say that."

One of the many 'Wanted' posters that littered the streets had caught her eye, with an image of a familiar face was featured on it with his name right at the bottom. Lifting one from the nearest light post, murmuring to herself. "Oh, sweet Myasnik.. They are onto you.."

-paused-
-with a heavy sigh she'd turn her head before her body-
-nods-
Of course. Just.. it would bother me that someone I don't find to be boring at all, may think I am. Doesn't mean that I'd change a thing about myself to fit anyone.
-doesn't want him to look at her as a child because she's far from it-
You didn't hurt my feelings. You just made me realize that I have taken up a lot of your time suddenly running my mouth. You might just deserve a break.
-salutes-
You as well, Mr. Butcher. Til I find your hand in my pocket once more?
-winks-
-turns from him again and off she went-

-brows furrow-
That's.. unfortunate.
-watches him-
Are you.. ?
-quickly looks down over herself-
-huffed-
Funny.
-pokes tongue out at-
Well! It's because I lead a very boring day to day life. I'm afraid you won't like me.
-heavy sigh; cracked under very little pressure-

-nods-
I believe it. I'd be one of those who fear them.
-snickers-
-he spoke on another thing she knew nothing of -- children-
No need to be sorry. I feel like I'm learning more about you and gaining a new appreciation for pets. Yours in particular. Nice to have things you enjoy.
-hoped he knew she enjoyed him-

-drew her hand back-
It explains why they're your dogs.
-smiles-
-corrected herself a little-
Cute, handsome, and scary. All at the same time. Very loyal though, hm? I'm sure. They look it. They barely even moved when I touched them. Full alert.

-winces; whimpers-
-eyes flash open, look towards him than back to the dogs-
Okay.. I'm going to trust you..
-was talking to him and the dogs-
-placed a hand on the snout and up towards their head for a gentle pet before moving onto the other-
Cute and scary all at once.
-relaxes-

-smiles, playfully flips golden hair-
You don't know how lazy I can be.
-laughed at herself-
I suppose. If I ever found a pet that suited me, perhaps. Til that day -- just me.
-was hoping he had like a zoo at home-
They go everywhere with you? Or do you leave them at doggy daycare?
-reached a hand out timidly towards the pair of them; easing.. slowly-

-once he spoke her name, she understood-
Okay.
-wanted to push on but took the hint-
Pets? No. I don't think I should ever have that kind of responsibility.
-wonders-
Does the Butcher own any pets?
-hopes he owns a pig; would enjoy the irony-

It's okay.
-wonders if he could see her butchering an animal-
-shook her head with a small wave of a hand-
No, no. It was a long time ago. I appreciate it, though.
-cants head, stared as azure orbs narrowed in thought-
Never gone back? People change. Maybe they might miss you more than disapprove of you.
-it was in her persistent nature to never give up-

-she wasn't 'well' versed in anatomy-
-wasn't into the body-
If. Can't say that I know much of it, Mr. Butcher.
-smiled-
-shakes her head-
No family. They have been gone a long time.
-shrugged-
It happens. So, why haven't you seen your family in years?

-half smiles; he'd have to remember that she doesn't know much of him-
Well, I didn't know if you butchered.. people.
-shrugged-
It wouldn't shock me. You're nice and all but you have to admit you have the arm build to hack a person to pieces.
Good to see that someone has continued on a family tradition, though. You are close with your family?

-smirked as he mocked her jokingly-
Butcher? Well, isn't that delightful.
-thinks on it as she stares at him in front of her-
What are you butchering exactly?
-eyes drift back down to the dogs between them-
Adorable. Your family must go back a long ways.
-always found it interesting learning of new people and their past-

*raises an eyebrow* Mhmm. Maybe. *might have been trying to learning some German so she could understand him*
*laughs* Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. Just wanted to make sure we were on the same page *grins*

-nodded-
We've all been there. Busy.
-had never considered his short words to ever be anything more than they were, not until he had said she was aggressive-
-hadn't processed it all-
No, no. I understand. Completely.
-offered him up a smile; genuine-
You're correct. Nice to meet you My..Myas..
-clears throat-
Valentin. I'm Jewel. Just Jewel.
-takes his large hand with her very small one and shook it-

-listening as he explained-
I've only questioned, mostly, because you've prompted it.
I said it before, you're enjoyable. Just trying to get to know you.
-had never been considered or called normal in her lifetime-
-thinks on his words a bit more before continuing-
Woman or not. I'm a person. Regardless, I think you've done quite nicely.
Color me impressed.
-half smiled-
Hope I haven't been testing your patience this whole time.

-lips part to an 'O' for a moment-
Harassment?
-peered down to the dogs than back to him-
I see you have protection.
-watched as he laughed but was unsure if he was kidding-
You find me to be a threat?
-was a little upset at the idea-
I didn't think I had pushed any buttons.. or that I intend to on purpose at least.

Decade? That doesn't seem too bad. After all, if you haven't been arrested yet it means they have nothing solid on you.
-thinks, shrugging-
Innocent til proven guilty, right?
-smirked, lips curled as she held back laughter-
Oh yeah?
-leans in, batting lashes-
You sure?
-couldn't resist, laughing lightly-
I'm not trying to get out of anything at the moment. Unless I'm in trouble?

-eyes widen-
Have they had this investigation going for awhile.. or is this all new?
-thought it had been a lot-
-rested a hand on her chest in mock shock-
Moi'?
Luckily, I'm quite an attractive vessel and the doe eyes somehow does the talking out of it for me.
It's nice being a lady.

-nods thoughtfully-
-wonders if William ever thought for her in this way; probably not, she was just an asset to him-
Can't say I do. I've been away for awhile and haven't had much chance to speak with her. -knows Livia can take care of herself, but hopes Jacob isn't a danger to her,otherwise she'd have to kick some ass-
Right now? -she came to a stop, a little surprised, she wasn't usually a spontaneous person, but she couldn't find any reason to say no-
-she wasn't looking for a reason to say no either- I don't have anywhere else to be. Now sounds like the perfect time to go
-she was still jittery inside and hoped he couldn't tell, it was more excitement than nerves-Lead the way..

-doesn't show it, but slightly relieved-
-if things got awkward she could just be a third wheel with Livia and her hubby-
-laughs at the way Valentin mentions Liv's husband- It would be nice to see Livia..it's been awhile.
-gives him a little nudge-Do you not like her husband? I've met him very briefly when Livia had pulled a prank on him and she was using me to hide from him.
-shrugs- He seemed nice...as nice as one can seem in the moment of wanting revenge on a prank.
Just name the time and I'll be there. -unless she chickens tf out-

-laughs quietly as he's unable to make the camp itself sound appealing to her-
-she's difficult, she knows-
-tries to hide her grin behind taking a drink- Good to know.
-leans in a little closer to him- Yes. As crazy as it sounds coming from me, some time away in a forest...with you, sounds lovely.

-groans a bit at the word forest- That sounds like the nearest functioning city is far away.
-city girl, through and through-
I s'pose if you're there it wouldn't be all bad.
Especially if, by chance, you happen not to be a gentleman at some point.
-laughs quietly..this is how you flirt right...right?-
-probably sounds like an idiot. it's fine. totally fine-

-lets out a loud...almost cackle (she is still a witch after all)- A tard in tinfoil? I wouldn't go that far..
-takes a sip of coffee and gives him a side-eye glance- Very rural, huh? Now I'm not so sure you're trying to protect me so much as getting me away from prying eyes so you can do who knows what!
Good thing I know how to take care of myself or I think I might be worried.

-she nods and gives a small shrug, while crazy sounding it was her life- Yeaah.
-takes his arm, shifting her coffee to the other hand-I've been to Moscow briefly. Didn't have much time to take in any sights, however.
-doesn't bother to tell him she'd still be followed-
-looks up at him with a full on grin now-Are you offering to whisk me away to unknown lands to save me from my troubles?
-pretends to swoon-My knight in rugged armor!

-huffs and may or may not have jutted out her bottom lip momentarily- Rude..-she mutters, don't mess with a girl and her coffee-
-debates on stomping on his foot. With her three inch stilletto heal-
-his foot is saved by the return of the coffee- Well, I'm being followed. Every time I think I've made myself clear, they just switch up their routine. It's honestly quite exhausting.
-probably sounded crazy, but really was tired of being followed-

Butcher. At this, icy blues light up. Yes, Mackenzie loves it. She is nothing if not a murderous, evil little thing that enjoys long walks on the beach and murder. Don't judge. She has mayhem in her heart. "I love it," she speaks through her grin. "I will do better, because that is fantastic."

"You know what..." she mutters, more to herself than anyone. Mackenzie is not that great at Russian, or many foreign languages, to be honest. "If you just call me Mack, I'll call you Nick, because it'd be weird if I called you Neek. Unless you prefer Neek, ...Mees-neek. Mees-neek. Myasnik. Okay. But still."

-loops her arm with his- Is being a gentleman still a thing? And here I thought they were extinct.
-laughs-You're too kind, Valentin. But at least we don't have to go far. My favorite place is just around the corner. Have you ever had a Ristretto?

Is that German? Mackenzie squints up at the formidable man, dwarfed easily as he towers over her slight frame. So drastically tall, his offered hand is nearly right before her face. Not at all put off, she accepts the hand, giving it a firm shake. "Mackenzie. Myasn...iac... f-ck. What was it again?"

At first, he opens his mouth to detest. Tiber wants to proclaim that he thinks the tricycle belongs to him, and he'd rather take it himself, thank you. But instead he thinks better of it, rather fond of the idea of a fresh coat of pink paint and an excited child making better use of it than him. So Tiber gently shakes his head, throwing his hands up in front of him. "My mistake. It's not the one I'm looking for." It could be a lie, it's just that he's not invested enough to find out. If he felt so inclined, he would buy himself a new tricycle.

-is bumped into-
-small grumble, but totally her fault. Too busy trying to find someone to swipe right on-
-tilts head back to see Valentin, quickly closes the app she was on-
Oh, I, uh...-get your sh*t together girl clears throat- Maybe, lemme check
-awkwardly hold phone so he can't see her screen until she opens up farmville- Hm I only have 50, but you can have them! -tap tap tap to send-

Tiber doesn't initially think much of the colossal man that juts by him. It wasn't entirely out of the ordinary for the strange or dissimilar to frequent the grounds of the Den. However, the man finds a deep sense of familiarity in the faded red iron and plastic contraption that the stranger had slung over his shoulder. "Excuse me?" It was both a pardon and a question, "If I might.. Where did you find that?"

He'd been looking everywhere for his own, but there was always the possibility that it did not belong to him.

and that damned rat, Chinkilla.He is not damned, just tempermental.Nutters, you turned it into a vampiric little monster. I really do not need help from the peanut gallery in my head, thankyouverymuch.We are legion; you should cower and cry.Not bluidy likely, you just used the word nutter and have issues with a small furry animal. Laughable, really.We just made you look crazier, win for us.Whaaa... well, sh-t.

I am very sure Livia will be just fine. Maybe another hit on the head will work. *grins*

He thought she didn't notice his large frame outside the bar? She did. Livia scoffed slightly at his ignorance then stopped. Maybe he knew she knew he was there? The woman wouldn't put it past him...he was that good after all. With a small nod to the bartender, Livia settled her tab and slid from the bar-stool she kept warm for the next patron. No sense in keeping the Butcher waiting...

Yes, I have heard that a time or two. Though, I do not quite understand why so many keep saying it like that, but I will take the compliment. *preens* I also brought you lotion, since the hose is a confusing issue. Really, I stole it, so you may want to hide it at some point. *smiles pretty*

~Leaves a picnic basket full of single serving sizes of creole crawfish, gumbo, collard greens with ham, black eyed peas, fried corn bread and peach cobbler. The note attached states:~'A holiday meal tradition from my home city of New Orleans. We southerners believe a meal including black eyed peas and collard greens are for good fortune for the New Year. Hope you enjoy! Addison' P.S. I don't know what German traditions are, Valentin, I hope you don't think this is all gross...I've also included some aged moonshine!

*hangs head*
They took my license away, when they found the pictures of several prominent mutts which had been given a lion cut.
*sighs*
They were so pretty, but you're probably better off finding someone who won't photoshop for nefarious purposes.>br>
*cheeky grin*

*watches slightly amused yet horrified as the male is hit with cake**thinks that chocolate cake is probably not the greatest thing for mohawks**fhears his reaction**is somewhat confused that he didn't lose his sh*t**curiousity is peaked* No, actually, I do not like surprises anymore. *cants head* You want to see my old room here? Why? *narrows eyes*

Sh-t. *stares at Livi, stares at phone, backs away slowly**thinks**glares at phone**text* You sneaky bast-rd. Liar... I don't think I like you anymore. *hides from Val and Liv across the lake in the other cabin*

What is wrong with yo... *shakes her head and stares at Livi playing with ribbons and goes back to her phone* Not that. Real cake. The kind with frosting. Ewww. Valentin... no. Livia will not be seeing you at midnight and since you do not know where I live, my garage cannot be found and you will not get your 'cake'. Eww. Stop it.

*narrowing eyes, tilts head slightly to the side and sniffs. The man, not the ice cream. That would be weird* "You been eating Bratwurst?... and possibly cabbage.... ?" *Reaches for the ice cream and licks it waiting for a reply*

Soft laughter escapes her lips as he plays along, turning her cheeky grin into a smirk of amusement. "I've been...well." Her hesitation was small, but it wasn't due to her attempting to lie about how show was. His compliment had her raising a thick brow, further amused. She normally wasn't taken off guard by compliments, but she hadn't exactly felt compliment worthy the past little while.

"I suppose that's what a couple of months in Cancun does to a girl," Dessa was always quick to recover from her own thought process, even if she was out of practice of hiding what she was feeling from time to time.

Screaming obscenities and vibrating with an intense anger; Addie didn’t have time to react to being hung out a window. She knew she had overstepped the first time; pushing him further had only added fuel to an already treacherous fire. Swinging like a warped pendulum outside a window; she fumed for a while before finally giving in and calling out to who she was politely calling the evil German in her head; she certainly wasn’t going to add to it by saying it out loud, now was she?

”Okay, Butcher…I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll not ask about things that do not pertain to me even though, with the two of you, I somehow feel like a child in the middle of really bad divorce. Happy now?”

Her tone was flat, unimpressed. Exactly how she was feeling since her head was swimming enough to drown out the throbbing hole in her foot; Livia was going to be super pissed about her boot. That would add a great ending to an otherwise irritating day; lovely. Jerking in her bound state; the young woman’s irritation grew exponentially until the levee broke and suddenly she was laughing hysterically; losing her mind shouldn’t be this hilarious.

It was quicksilver, the moment the last brutal word was slung from her vicious tongue; a yelp from the same tongue, from the slung piece piercing skin, would follow it. Preternatural orbs traveled downward to the imbedded blade; teeth ground together to prevent the scream of pain that would give him the satisfaction. She deserved it; causing his emotional pain was dealt with by inflicting physical agony in retribution.

”You just proved my point for me…” Glowing orbs flashed angrily as lithe form stooped to remove the knife from her flesh. A shaky breath cut into the silence; she could compartmentalize most pain, but removing the rooted steel from a limb wasn’t something that even the coldest of them could really do without some sort of outward manifestation of distress. Adara’s was more likely to manifest into that of a wolf; but she was a lot stronger than she used to be and could hold back the change, even when her rage was fueling her partially limping form forward.

Wielding a knife.

Even though she was tall, lithe in form; his figure swamped her, could easily do more damage than just a simple knife, but the difference didn’t make a damn to her; she waved the knife in his face; fury glowing in her cheeks and a hardened glint in her eyes belied the tenderness of her free hand that would condescendingly pat his cheek. Fingers would flip the blade deftly in her hands with ease; it did pay to surround herself with assassins, and it would hover over his heart. It wouldn’t be easy to overtake him and if she did somehow manage it against the odds, well, his boss wouldn’t hesitate to have her head on a platter.

Her life mattered to her; so the blade was slammed into the wood of the door and a frosty tone assaulted his ears. ”Do you think just because you love her, she is going to love you? You don’t get to push someone into feeling something just because you decide you want to keep them and you cannot stab someone just because they tell you SOMETHING YOU DON’T LIKE!”

Once upon a time, Adara would have replied with words dripping with sarcasm; the stuff she had been putting into her body kept her moderately laid back, a go with the flow kind of attitude. Now that she was clean; anger at the audacity of telling her to do as he said, forced her thin frame rigid and a darkening mien crossing her face. She had never been much like Livia when it came to Valentin; years had gone by since then and she had changed. A lot.

”Mind my tongue?” Cold indifference laced her words as much as she wanted to scream, she would not give the satisfaction of acting like a child, erm, yet. A single brow would arch ever so slowly as his words penetrated her ears, sure, he was probably right about the puppies and he was trying to help calm her but he did not choose his next words so carefully and the domineering tone of him telling her to do as he said. Jade brightened to gold; flashing hotly as fingers dipped down to retrieve the first thing she could find, wrapping around his money clip and hurled at his officious head. ”Do as you say?”

Arms crossed over her chest; cold, disconnected. Her tone, melodious as it was, would be flat and as expressionless as her face. Sure, her words were cruel and she would likely pay dearly for them but in no way was she going down without a fight. “You speak of Livia as if she wants to hear from you. She runs to another country if you get anywhere close. She doesn’t want you, doesn’t love you. She’s married, deal with it. She is not -yours- to command in any way, shape, or form.”

Okay, so he was blocking the only exit and she ran her mouth; she could still turn and he had a limp. The odds were even.

“Nincs, Nyet, Nein, NO!” Cheeks flushed red in irritation; Addie knew that yelling at him would not really be good for her health and it wasn’t exactly his fault she was ill equipped for two rambunctious wolf pups. Yet, she did yell and was instantly abashed at her behavior as she swallowed the stream of curses that would have slipped had she not. However, as much as she was mortified by her screaming, the amusement at her plight that Valentin was showing did nothing for the stony glare she was piercing him with. ”They need to stay with me…”

Furrowed brows decimated the glare; a worried countenance replaced the irritability as she moved further into the temporary home. ”They need a place to run, I’m beginning to think it was a mistake to remove them from Colorado.” Raising the money clip, a hint of a smile formed before dipping back into the frown; this was what Addie had come for but now, she just felt defeated. ”Thank you…Livia is quite peculiar about her things.”

Her apology came as a hiss as fingers latched onto his extended hand and pulled herself upward. As childish as it was, she really wanted to stick her tongue out at him at his threat, but it was more for her well-being than menacing; so the petulance that resided in the sorry she offered, drifted away as she muttered under her breath in Hungarian about wolf pups and feathers.

Tilting her chin upward, mossy orbs would flit over the softer gaze now that the his warning had become but a memory; bow shaped lips turned downward and Adara let out a sigh before words that would grow in octave, tumbled out.

The words squeaked from her mouth as she closed the door to her room, after one glance at the destroyed duvet. Livia was going to freak, so, Addie had to shop before that happened; her little orphaned pups were far more trouble that she thought they’d be. Feet carried her swiftly, she had a stop to because as always, no money.

She didn’t stand on niceties by knocking, instead she barged in and slid right into the wall that was Valentin. Teetering on unsteady limbs, Addie hit the floor with an oof and stared up with wide eyes. ”I have a problem…”

*buries her face in the palm of his hand**draws back, furrows her brows and swats*I do not need mon...*sighs and gives the stink eye* Fine, there are some really cute boots and my money is tied up...somewhere that's not here.*grins*

She’d have to be blind and stupid to miss the tightening of his jaw; clearly she had to stay away from the subject of Livia for now to keep the peace. Confusion set in as his irritation was replaced by the endearment and heated lips pressed against her flesh; he was always such a conundrum, so complicated. Yet, she couldn’t help but smile sweetly up at him because of his suggestions and while it might have been in her best interest to choose a public place for their little tête-à-tête, their conversation needed more privacy than the restaurants afforded them. Her free hand joined the other as she wrapped them around his arm, preparing to walk where he led.

”How about we go home? Or what passes as it here in Paris…” She shocked even herself with the counteroffer; alone with him could prove to be dangerous if she lost control and her temper with him. A volatile mix, the three of them had been, but even more so with the running and threats hanging over the girls heads. “Find a market to grab some steaks. You can cook and I can see my pups.”

It wasn’t as if she was being bossy or brazen; it was just a simple fact, even if she liked to eat…no one wanted her in the kitchen. Ever.

”And of course, we can talk about the painting…” Mossy orbs held his, lips pursed and brow furrowed as she tried to get a grip on everything she was doing and saying. This was not her usual territory; as a thief she rarely had to spend time with people. She worked alone. Conversation, camaraderie, family…it just was not Adara, at least not until Livia and Valentin. She had flaws; socially inept was just one of them, they would never be able to fix that about her. ”And everything else as well.”

The free hand twisted into the fabric of the modest dress that draped her lean figure; not quite sure how she felt with the bubble of regret sitting in the pit of her stomach. It wasn’t over the painting or the money; instead it was what she left behind that did not sit well with her. Always the loner, Addie has always been unsure of the family unit and bond that had built between the three and the pups. Puppies that she had missed, that had grown while she had disappeared.

“I would like to see them..” The barest of whispers escaped before she could swallow it back, even as he continued to speak her mind was twisting and turning on things of the past. It wasn’t until Livia’s name was spoken that she pulled herself from the fog and her face screwed up in protest. A hardened glint lit eyes that were preternatural in their golden hues. For once, her control slipped in front of someone she did not wish it to. Her fingers dug into the flesh of his arm and words tumbled out of from behind clenched teeth. ”If it has to do with Livia, it is my conce…dinner? I could eat…”

If he wanted to talk, that was fine. She was like a dog with a bone, she would get to the bottom of all of this and what Livia’s part in it was. But, like always the man knew how to get to her. Food. A smile started to form, a real one; the one that brought light to the already returned mossy orbs and dimples to her visage. It was one of her simple pleasures in life; and she had to thank the wolf for a high metabolism. Food would always be her downfall.

”You had to bring the dogs into it?” Lips pulled downward, he had her and he probably knew it. With a sigh of resignation, Addie moved towards him; even with heels closing the gap Valentin towered over her. Rather than slip her fingers into his hand, she let nimble digits grasp the crook of his arm as she tilted her head to address him. ”Not home…completely. We can discuss that later.”

Cool head, Addie. We got this.

”And you can definitely forget the painting and money.” She wasn’t going to lie. She did the job only for that painting and they would have to pry it from her cold, dead hands. Which was probably being arranged anyway, but she could not let that thwart her. Here’s the thing, Butcher...I’m the one that took the job and ran. Livia isn’t going to pay for my crime. I’m sure we can come to some sort of agreement…”

Slim figure leaned against the warming metal of the car, eyes were glued to the large frame of the man that she normally would have been hiding from. Today was slightly different; she was ready to run if need be. She would wait till his attention was firmly on her before her mouth quirked in a smile and one mossy orb was covered by an eyelid; taunting him, yes. Flirting with death, more than likely. But a girl had to get her giggles somehow.

I was actually. Charlie my pet chicken implied that Doodles the Duck was in need of cherry favored lip balm. Well... seeing how I'm broke all the time, I asked how he intended we pay for it. He replied, “Just put it on his bill.”
I then commenced to choke my chicken until his head turned blue. After I let him go, the little ******* through up on me.

The redhead's form bowed to the man, before she spoke. "What is it you seek? Perhaps I can point you in the right direction." As long as he wasn't seeking orange juice, then she would lie. Because she was the only one that could have orange juice.